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May 2012
Wading through
The daily grind
Can be tiresome
We want to float
Floating above the world
High in the sky
Away from the troubles
Above ourselves
Its so easy
To get stuck wading
Through the muck
Getting caught up
In the world
And our troubles
And ourselves
Ahmad Cox
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